I rubbed my eyes hard and couldn’t believe what I had just seen. Then I took a deep breath and slowly stood up to look in the mirror again carefully.
It was still Sylvia’s face that stared back at me. The only difference was that the real Sylvia had a tiny mole at the corner of her eye, while my reflection didn’t have one.
It was possible that Sylvia didn’t have the mole when she was born.
I touched my face in a daze. What the hell?
Then I recalled how Layla had said that she didn’t have the heart to kill Sylvia. It seemed she wasn’t lying.
Then why did she lure Sylvia here? Was this all just a trick? An illusion?
Sylvia’s POV
After a little while, Flora and I landed in a strange place where we couldn’t see anything.
I touched the ground. My fingers grazed something soft, like a wool carpet.
“I think we are in a room,” I speculated.
A rustling sound came from beside me. I sensed that Flora had got to her feet. “Wait a minute. I’ll find something to illuminate this place.”
Her statement was followed by a series of noises.
“There are several glass bottles here,” she said in a surprised voice.
I also hauled myself off the floor and fumbled my way toward Flora.
All of a sudden, the room was flooded with light. Both Flora and I were astonished.
“How… how did the lights suddenly come on? What switch did you touch?” I shot Flora a confused glance.
Holding a glass bottles in each hand, Flora looked baffled. “I didn’t touch any switch. Maybe the lights got activated by voice control?”
“Forget it. Let’s figure out how to get out of here first.” I went to stand beside Flora and began picking the bottles and jars up one by one to check them out. They were filled with a colorful liquid, and a few of them had animal limbs soaking in them.
“I believe we have accidentally entered Noreen’s lab.” I studied the whole room carefully. It looked bigger than the illusion I had seen before. A variety of books and drawings were piled up on the ground, and countless rare treasures were present.
“Sylvia, come here. I’ve found a big book.”
The book Flora had discovered was huge and shabby. I tried to move it, but it seemed to be nailed to the ground. I was unable to make it budge even an inch.
We would have to flip through it while standing there.
I had initially assumed that it was just an ordinary book, but I hadn’t expected to stumble across information about the curses that had been cast on Rufus and Blair.
I followed the instructions in the book, which led me to a potted plant.
I carefully extracted the potted plant from a corner. It had a black bud, and the soil was red.
According to the book, Noreen’s blood had nourished the soil. When the flower bloomed, its fragrance had the power to break the curses on Rufus and Blair.
I was ecstatic and decided to take the potted plant with me.
“Is this a trap? Just like the illusion we saw earlier?” Flora scratched her head and asked, crouching on the ground.
“I have to give it a shot, regardless of it being a trap or not. Blair doesn’t have the luxury of waiting anymore.” As I cradled the plant in my arms, my heart felt a little heavy. A few days ago, Rufus had received a secret message from the imperial city. It stated that the effect of the curse on Blair had intensified and he now had intermittent respiratory failure.
We had to try every possible treatment method, irrespective of the consequences.
“Okay! Let’s just assume that it’s genuine. But we can’t leave behind the other stuff in this lab. They might all be treasures.” Flora quickly stood up from the ground and began to collect the other things in the lab.
I placed the potted plant beside the book and continued reading it.
It had records of numerous kinds of herbs and curses, including procedures detailing how to lift these curses.
I had to admit that Noreen was truly an exceptional witch.
Apart from some basic knowledge, nearly all the spells in the book had been invented by her.
“Flora, do you have your phone with you?”
I wanted to click photos of a few rare methods to remove curses. If someone else was cursed again one day, these would come in handy.
Flora fumbled in her pocket and tossed her phone to me.
I grabbed it, switched on the camera, and began taking photos of the pages of the book.
However, all the photos I clicked were blank. The words and patterns on the pages had disappeared.
Not willing to give up, I took a few more pictures but was met with the same result.
It looked like Noreen had cast a spell on the book as well.
What a cautious witch!
Sylvia’s POV
Since I was unable to take photos with the phone, I came up with another idea. I decided to tear off some pages to take back with me.
But I didn’t expect that I wouldn’t be able to pull apart the seemingly ordinary thin paper.
Finally, I was only left with the choice of quickly memorizing whatever I thought was important.
The book recorded the characteristics of the raw materials used to make magic poisons, as well as the locations they grew at. Next to the text, there were pictures describing everything I’d just read. I skimmed through the poison section and jumped to the curse section.
The curses were all spells in a language only wizards and witches would understand, but the methods to remove the curses were written in common language.
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